Glad It Is Not Me

Went to a meeting tonight.  While chatting with Gary after the meeting, saw another friend walk off telling the person he had been talking with that they needed psychiatric help in no uncertain terms.  He had talked about having problems with a person before so it was easy to put that one together.  After finishing my conversation and going home, I gave my friend a call.  While he was agitated, he was not doing too bad considering his last conversation.  I am glad he is doing well. 

I am grateful for my sobriety, my sanity and for not being batshit crazy today.

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